Along the ridgeline
Along the ridgeline the hills unfold,
singing lullabies of the night.
Making a bed of velvet and gold
along the ridgeline, the hills unfold.
Stories of love the moon has told
are strung in sentences of light
along the ridgeline. The hills unfold,
singing lullabies of the night.
This poem uses the triolet form. I was inspired by Floots' foray into form today. As usual, click on the photo to see a larger version.
posted by MB at 4:03 PM
15 Comments:
I love how the setting sun, or moon, not sure which it is, is centered between the two humps of the hill. Your venture into the triolet has produced a wonderfully, beautiful poem!!
Thanks very much, Pat! I'm not much of a formal writer, but it was a fun exercise. I took the photo a couple weeks ago, when the rising moon was full and the hills were still free of snow.
I've been interested in trying out some more formally patterned poems. This has a lovely cadence. You make the night soothing, not frightening as it often seems to me.
Sigh- this is stunningly romantic, gentle, and gorgeous.
I love this!
(you already know i admire your photography)
Floots is a great inspiration.
I may have to digress from my usual free verse and try one of these!
(word verification began with "mb" LOL :)
great stuff
i love the serenity it conjures up
feel proud to have nudged you towards it
like you i seldom venture into formal structures but i enjoy the occasional try at sonnets villanelles triolets etc
i think it is sad that too many people become polarised into must-rhyme or mustn't-rhyme armies
when poetry works for reader or writer it is good
(and this is)
ok - you can come out now - sermon over :)
cheers
So lovely, MB, both words and picture. May I "borrow" theses photos for watercolor studies?
There is a YA book called Baseball, Bats, Cleanup written by Ron Koertge done entirely in various forms of verse. Though it's meant for young adults, it's a very instructive and entertaining foray into the world of poetic form.
Je n'étais pas passé depuis quelques jours ...et à nouveau :trois photos splendides !
Ces bleus !!!
Oui, je vois que vous aimez cette couleur autant que moi !
The rhymes, triolet form, and the "unfold" throughout gives this poem a great expanse into a mystery which I like. This poem unfolds much more even after the end.
It is nice to see others who write in form, because it is not as popular as it once was. But I think writing in form is a good challenge, and can take a poem to great heights.
wow, this is exquisite! and the light in the photo... awsome!
i'm glad floots inspired you to write this triolet.
Were you singing this as you wrote it, or took that picture?
It sings itself.
moira's right, mb, this does sing itself. I love to see your experimentation with the different forms, and I learned something by going to the Wikipedia site. I so love the country you've pictured here. In the half light it looks magical.
The ups and downs of the lines reflect the ups and downs of the ridge, and the satisfying rhymes the satisfying shot of the moon caught in the dip. Just lovely.
A magical poem to go with a magical picture...soft and sensual, and reassuring.
Patry, not all darknesses are comfortable, but I love the night, particularly in country I'm familiar with.
Silvermoon, thank you. I find the repetitive nature of the form underscores the romantic quality.
Floots, thanks for providing the inspiration. Yours was great! As you know, I use haiku quite often (as in the poem above), but the longer forms less so. I do enjoy them when the poet is able to keep the meaning and flow predominant in the reader's experience.
Pauline, I'll have to check into the book you mention. It sounds interesting, thanks.
Jean, oui, j'aime la couleur tres bien! Mais peut-etre c'est plus qu'une couleur seulement, vous croyez?
M.Shahin, I'm glad you see the poem that way for that's how it was intended. I did find the form challenging — how to make something so repetitive by nature into something more meaningful...
Polona, thanks! me too!
Mermaid, I was as I took the picture, yes.
Charlie, one of my somedays is to make a lullaby album.
Moira, I'm glad you think so!
Bitterroot, the photo was taken not far at all from my house. It is the moonlight that makes the terrain seem exceptional.
Jean, oh, thank you for seeing that.
Michelle, thank you very much!
Firebird, the scene felt that way to me at the time. Glad it came across!
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